He snorts out a laugh as they reach the shop.
"Good morning. Can I help you?" A prim looking Djinn asks from behind the counter.
"Yes. One cleansing spell, please." Jackal says, counting out chips onto the counter.
"Sure. One moment, please." She says, turning to walk into the shop, and coming out a few minutes later with a scroll, which she places on the counter and sweeps the chips into the register drawer.